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Chapter Twenty Nine

Rose

Things moved quickly once I got to the hospital, not allowing me much time to think about what happened a mere hour ago. Adrian refused to explain what had happened, other than what I already knew, there was an attack.

Doctors ordered me to remain as calm as possible, not wanting to stress Munchkin out any more than she already was. Her heart rate was at 158, which for her is unusually high, and the contractions were coming in quick and powerful. Every four minutes, lasting around a minute or so each. Growing worse the longer we waited.

Over the last week, I could feel her moving further down- lower and lower to prepare for her grand entrance, but Dr. Davis had assured me we had a few weeks to go. Minor contractions started two days ago, every few hours and only lasting about half a minute. I thought they were just Braxton-Hicks, the practice rounds before the game, but my water breaking diluted that theory.

I had been told it was rare for first-time mothers to have quick labors, that when I actually started having contractions it could be hours, or days even before my child took their first breath. Munchkin, as she already so commonly does, defies statistics- considering she shouldn't exist in the first place, I wasn't putting anything past her ability to be ahead of the curve.

"Alright, Rose, let's take a look and see how far along you are," Dr. Davis gave me a wide smile, sliding on a pair of nylon gloves.

Adrian rose from the couch in the corner to come and hold my hand. Dimitri had been called to return to Court just minutes before we got ahold of Adrian to let him know what was happening. The drive from Philly would take just over three hours depending on traffic, so I prayed he made it here in time.

"You're moving along quickly," his eyes widened just a bit, "you're at a six, from here Rose it's not going to be long before you are ready to push."

"How long is not long?" Adrian asked.

"An hour, maybe two, at the rate you are going I would bet closer to an hour," pulling one glove, then the other, "I'll be back within the hour to check again. If you feel the need to push, alert the nurses."

"You got this, Rose, everything is going to go perfectly," Adrian smiled down at me, wiping the fallen tears from my cheeks.

"No, Adrian, Dimitri is at minimum two hours away, she can't get here before he does," my tears fell harder, my breathing growing erratic causing one of the alarms to go off.

"Rose, you have to slow your breathing, Munchkin needs you to stay calm. You stress and she will stress," I love him Adrian, but I really want to throat punch him right now.

"Listen here, little girl," I pointed to my stomach, using the name Dad loves to call me when he is mad, "You better stay in your bubble for a while longer, you can't come out before Daddy gets here."

Managing to draw a few deep breaths, my heart rate slowed, and so did Munchkins. It was still higher than we would like, but it wasn't high enough to cause major concerns, yet.

Contractions came and went, steady and strong, until I felt a pressure down under. I looked at Adrian with anxious eyes, bringing him to my side immediately.

"Call the nurse," I gritted through another contraction.

Sydney took off in a blink, bringing back a team of people. Dr. Davis lifted the sheet that covered my nether regions, and smiled widely, "You're crowning, Rose, when your next contraction starts, I need you to draw a deep breath and push."

I shook my head, there is no way I can do this without Dimitri. He wasn't there when I felt my world shatter at the sight of the two pink lines. He wasn't there when I was hunched over the toilet at all hours of the night. He wasn't there when I went into labor, damn it, he is not missing the fucking birth.

"Rose, you don't really have a choice, she is coming whether you want her to or not, your body is going to work her out one way or another. It is much easier if you don't fight it and just push."

Adrian stood beside me, my hand held tightly in his, "I got you, Little Dhampir."

Sydney whispered something into his ear just before an unexpected person ran through the door.

"Mom!"

"I'm here, Rosemarie, Dimitri, and your father aren't far behind us," taking my other hand, she kissed my forehead.

I felt the next contraction starting, my body squeezing together and I bared down, locking my jaw and pushing as hard as I could. Mom and Adrian held strong as I crunched both of their hands, telling me I was doing good, and they love me.

Don't get me wrong, I am glad I have my mom and my best friend standing beside me, holding me through the biggest moment of my life. But neither of them are who I wanted, no needed, by my side.

I readied myself for the next push, the one Dr. Davis assured me would finish the job. Squeezing my eyes shut, filling my lungs with air, I bared down one last time- and that's when it happened. The most beautiful sound in the entire world rang through the room. I opened my eyes to look at my sweet baby girl and caught a tear-filled set of chocolate ones looking back at me.

"Comrade!"

"I made it, apparently just in time," he chuckled. Adrian kissed my head and stepped aside for Dimitri. The two shared a brotherly loving look and my heart swelled three times in size.

Dimitri cut the cord, and the nurse wrapped her up and handed our bundle over. I looked down at this tiny little human in my arms, unable to stop myself from crying at the simple sight of her. She was so small, smaller than she should be, but the set of lungs she had left me thinking she will grow to be strong, resilient, and powerful.

"I love you, Roza," his lips brushed mine, "and I am so proud of you Mama."

"I love you too, Daddy."

Dimitri

Nothing in the world could be more beautiful than this moment. Roza is sound asleep, which she deserves every bit of, and I sit relaxed on the couch with my daughter. I can't stop staring at her. It feels like if I take my eyes off of her for just one second, she will disappear. I will wake up to realize the last eight months were nothing but a dream.

She stretched her little body, all seven pounds eleven ounces, fifteen inches of it, her mouth forming into a little O as she yawned. I adjusted the blankets, trying to keep her wrapped up as tight as possible- for some reason this room is colder than Siberia in the winter.

Five tiny fingers wrapped around my index, releasing any air that my lungs had. My heart beat out of time as she held onto me. It's insane, you know, the feeling of love that such a small thing can give you. A full- all-consuming feeling of joy. Nothing quite compares to this, and it is safe to say, I am already wrapped around her finger.

It is in this moment- with the love of my life resting peacefully, my daughter's bright eyes staring up at me, and the full moon hanging high outside the window- that I realize life may have its ups and downs, but it's okay, because when life changes, amazing things can happen.

In a simple year my life has been altered in ways I never could have dreamed, but am beyond thankful for. I thought I had it all planned out and someone above laughed and said, 'nope, let's try it this way and see what happens.' Sometimes you just have to pick the ball up and run with it, no questions, no fear, just faith. Faith that things have a way of working out as they are supposed to, even if it's not what you wanted in the start.

"Я люблю тебя, малышка. Я обещаю всегда любить тебя, держать тебя, когда тебе больно, и радоваться, когда ты счастлив. Я не могу обещать защищать тебя от всего, но знаю, что сделаю все от меня зависящее, чтобы защитить тебя."

I whispered the Russian words of my promise to her, knowing neither her or Rose will know what I am saying, but it doesn't matter. They don't need to hear the translation to know that I love them more than life. That I will do everything in my power to keep them safe, to help them up when they fall, and cheer them on always.

"Can I see my granddaughter now," Abe stuck his head in the door.

A quick peek at Rose showed she was still out cold, so I rose from the couch and met Abe outside the door to not disturb her sleep. His arm wrapped around my shoulder as he guided me to the lounge where all of our friends and family not so patiently waited.

Lissa was the first to intercept me as we walked out, followed closely by Christian and Eddie. Adrian sat with Sydney near the windows, his arm secured around her waist, and Janine latched herself to Abe's side next to me.

"What's her name?" Pavel asked.

I looked to Adrian, and then to Eddie, both of them would understand why we chose the name we did. Rose told me I could tell them if she wasn't awake when everyone got here, but I don't know how I feel about her not being here for it.

"Don't keep us in suspense," Abe laughed.

"Maddison Ivana Belikova."

"Mason," Eddie whispered, his eyes locking onto her.

I nodded my head, telling him to follow me. Once out of earshot, "She wanted to give us all a reason to smile when we think of him," Eddie wiped his eye, nodding his head, "And she and I agree that you should be Maddie's God Father. Should anything happen to us, we want you to look after her."

"Seriously," his eyes widened, a look of shock and excitement rolling over his face.

"Yes, between Lissa, Christian, and Adrian, she will have enough Aunt's and Uncles, but we want you to hold a higher title. Just promise that if that day comes, you make sure she knows how much we love her."

"I will, I promise, thank you, Dimitri."

He returned to his charge, and one by one everyone dispersed from the lounge allowing me to go back to the room and check on Roza. I laid Maddie down in the plastic crib so she could rest, and returned to the couch.

Outside the window, white flurries danced around through the night breeze. When the white blankets cover everything, they will come. That's what Babushka had said, and as much as I didn't want to think about it right now, that time was coming.

Soon.

Author's Note:

I just love babies, they are so cute, and then they grow up. haha. just kidding.

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Dream